One girl at my old school was constantly picked on and bullied. Her name was Marie. Marie was in a foster care, so things were already bad. I thought she would appreciate a friend, so I gave her one, me. Marie was a really great artist. i remember all of her pretty anime drawings. Once we had become good friends, I lost all of mine. They thought I was stupid, ugly, and fat. They constantly picked on both of us. Anyone that even thought about hurting Marie physically, emotionally, and mentally would hear a piece of my mind. Then, I got tired of being bullied, so I stopped talking to Marie. She was once again bullied with no friends. I turned into the bully. I take back every breathing moment of that. I realize that bullying is infectious. It is like an evil disease. the school that I am in now, when I started, I had no friends. I knew no one. I didn't make any friends. I had finally made one, but she stabbed in the back. I was also dealing with my parent's divorce and moving to the opposite side of the state from my dad. I felt so unhappy that I started cutting. i am not proud of it at all. I felt like I was put in Marie's shoes at the time. I had changed my classes and made a bunch of friends. I now still have them. Do I still deal with bullies? Yes. Do they hurt me anymore? No. I learned from my new friends that my story isn't as bad as a lot of people's story. I learned to stand up. It is a scary thought to stand up if all your life you've been sitting down, but I achieved it. Once you stand up, no one will ever affect you again. My name is Shayla Tamblyn, and I am against bullying!